Lucy starting a great adventure...didn't get very far. World's too big for the wee lass.

4 star blocks finished for Hannah's lap quilt.

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I’ve been reading Miss Read’s Chronicles of Fairacre (set in the 1950’s English countryside) ~ the first three books comprising of Village School, Village Diary and Storm in the Village. Thanks April for the recommendation! Last night while reading I found this very funny to me so I thought I’d share (told you my brain has turned to mush).

Pages 167-168, Chronicles of Fairacre, 1977 copy (the school was holding “sports”):

Perhaps the high-light of the afternoon was an unrehearsed incident. Mrs. Pratt’s white goat, attracted by the noise, had broken her collar and pushed through the hedge to see what was going on. Fastidiously, walking with neat, dainty steps, she approached the backs of the spectators and before anyone had noticed her, she picked up the hem of Mrs. Partridge’s flowered silk frock. Gradually, the goat worked it into her mouth, a sardonic smile curling her lips, tossing her head gently up and down, until at last a sudden tug caused the vicar’s wife to look round and the hue and cry began.

Startled, the goat skipped away under the rope and charged down to see its friends, who were waiting, in pairs with their legs tied together, to run in the three-legged race. Squealing with excitement, and weak with laughter, they lumbered off in all directions, the goat prancing among them, bleating. Confusion reigned, some children sprawled on the grass, others attempted to capture the goat, and others rushed yelling to their parents. At last Mr. Willet grabbed the animal’s horns and slipped a rope noose over her head. Resigning herself to capture, the goat trotted meekly after him to the gate, accompanied by many young admirers.

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Garden update: Boxes still not made, but I did get them sawed into 4 foot lengths. I’ve repotted the tomatoes, corn, and cucumbers. Took them outside last Saturday, placed them on the plant rack with a screen over them so they didn’t get direct sunlight. Perked them up! They’re back inside.